With all the daily to-do lists and weekly goals and pushes to finish big projects in farming, I often forget to look back at-- and especially to really appreciate-- my successes. This morning, I would never have guessed that I would be looking back on the day with pride and joy. I was in a sour mood. Lately I've been focusing on some of the things I don't have, and it had caught up to me by this morning. I could have crawled back into bed and given the leading to others, hid in the weedy onion patch by myself and sulked in my ungrateful thoughts all day. Even on the brightest morning meeting up with the most positive people, sometimes I'm just caught like that, blind by choice to the good.Read More
I'd like to take this evening to appreciate some of the tools I work with at the farm. I love working directly with my body and hands, and wouldn't want to farm in a way that replaces all my labor. That's one of the joys of small scale farming or market gardening: I get to be in there, planting seeds and pulling weeds and tossing handfuls of limestone down each bed to keep the fertility high. There's nothing like the joy of hand-cutting a head of broccoli or gazing out over a bed of young chard plants I just tucked into the ground, and there's no substitute for physically walking the fields to assess how everything's growing.
But there are also many times that I can't imagine doing a project without the right tools, and others (like today) when I realized how much time and energy I'd wasted using the wrong tools.Read More